Short Fatale Poems

A young, lovely girl!
(she's a femme fatale, a vamp—
still, Men adore her)....

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They may call me some kind of psycho,
The thing is they are so right though....

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black widow silk   ~  stockings undulate from cold clothesline



12/29/2017...

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Everyone's phone. 
Making the crowd, each alone.
No love this way sown.

-Angel Fatale-...

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Droplet suspended.
Pixels painting hues of stone.
Parched dirt, thirst mended.

-Angel Fatale-...

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housekeeping money
    femme fatale seeks temptation
    six inch high heel shoes

    7/ 19/ 2018....

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Flower Child

fields of hemp flowers
smokey green horizon clouds~
luscious femme fatale...

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His mind was made up
Opinion unchangeable
Irreversibly fixed
Until he met a femme fatale
With wily tricks
He came around as easy as fiddle sticks...

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Spirit without sword,
makes you unconquerable. 
Spirit with sword,
makes you unstoppable. 
I am...
All spirit.
All sword.

-Angel Fatale-
-micro poetry...

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P ure hell in body, in the mind a curse.
A gony found in shame is even worse.
I  n writhing in its horrid embrace,
N ot much of anything can I face.

-Angel Fatale-...

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You may distort my audio,
twisting words with your prism.
But, the chasm
of your failed schism,
will be drowned in the flood
of truth's written flow.

-Angel Fatale-
-micropoetry...

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A man in French is ” homme”;
drop the “h” and add a “p”
“homme” becomes a “pomme”, 
an apple. And if I’m not mistaken
isn’t that how the first “homme” 
got to know “la pomme fatale”?...

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Mustached, smiling motorcycle man.
Marvelous medic. Perennial helping hand.
Stony chuckle, mainstay of Auburn clan.
Journey well. May your afterlife be grand.

-Angel Fatale-
-r.i.p. Rob...

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In nature, the things that are painted 
most vibrantly and vividly, 
are often the most deadly. 
I also wear paint,
and that is the only warning you'll get.

-Angel Fatale-
-micro poetry...

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alone and brave
so proudly he waves
born against frosty Wind
fragile, solitary Sprout


doesn't he know
come one fatal Snow
or one life-crushing Storm
that he'll surely be snuffed out?...

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Jello mold converts…
frozen believers

Trapped in plain sight,
their freedom to lose

Set in the form,
immobile and suspect

Hope locked in stillness
—unable to move

(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)...

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I keep getting spam emails
From Ms Fatale Attraction
Who is a bored housewife
Looking for some hot action
With a younger man, if poss
So if I keep receiving her siren-ing
I might just reply to her
Then I can send her my ironing...

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Standing listing, leaning against the wall.
Danced lots. drank shots. Friends out having a ball.
Bud bumped bouncer, lost his shirt,
imbibed too much and chased a skirt.
Group hug. Uber call. Another good pub crawl.

-Angel Fatale-...

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Love is not an illusion
It is tricky
And elusive

Where is the girl
Leading a charmed life
She secretly covets
To be a femme fatale

Where is the femme fatale
Who yearns to be good
I am the nemesis

I desire and dream both......

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Jim the Trim’s been watching too much video
The kind that caused rise in his libido
Mind still on a femme fatale
Was brought to the hospital
His front was trapped by the doors of the Metro.






KIM PATRICE NUNEZ
10 April 2015...

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O, feral feline, femme fatale 
   Her fancy footsteps faintly fall...
                        ..In far-flung forests, in fables tall
                             Winged fairies flutter
                             Flights of fancy enthrall...

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It's a blockade I hate.
It always gets in the way
of progress I want to make.
Absent, I feel trapped.
Can't escape, can't fade away.
Unable to evade, I am afraid.
I fight the battle every day.
.......What more can I say?

-Angel Fatale-...

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You clipped my wings
You cured my flirt
You blinded my sight
From bevy of beauties.

I'm a toy in your palm
Administered unto your wish
And, like powerful Samson
I'm doomed!

Love,
Sweet bait
Covering a naked hook
The cemetary of my life....

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Wet.
Raining.
Cold and dark.
Another night shift. 
Missing my best friend.
Spending our lives at work.
Never found, sufficient day.
Freedom without time is not free.
How do I escape this drudgery?
Imagination. Dreaming other worlds.

-Angel Fatale-...

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Luck.
Not real.
Action made.
That's the real deal.
Luck is your excuse.
You envy others due.
Using luck as your recuse.
Life is about what you make it.
You try everything to escape it.
But you can't hope, cheat, steal, beg or fake it.


-Angel Fatale-...

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